Synopsis: Endless Shuttle

Flügel feeling the cold?

...that's ridiculous.

Looking at the surrounding environment, except for the darkness and the gloomy lights above, it is just an ordinary mortal world.

The girl wanted to move her body, but found that her limbs were tightly tied to a strange chair bed, and she couldn't break free with brute force as usual.

At this point, Jibril finally knew the source of her powerlessness.

She was stripped of the Flügel's powers.

pat, pat.

With a disturbing voice, a black-haired youth in a white coat appeared in Jibril's sight.

For some reason, Jibril felt relieved when she saw the appearance of the god of disaster who was clearly the enemy.

After losing her strength, this environment and atmosphere brought great pressure to the girl.

"Since you are the first player, as a benefit, I will personally act as a commentator and NPC for you. By the way, check if there are any loopholes in this world that need to be filled..."

The black-haired youth took something out of his pocket.

Sharp needle tip, tubular clear glass.

"Have a good time, Jibril."

Didn't you say don't do terrible things to me! ! !

Following the needle injection, Jibril lost consciousness for the second time.

Chapter [-] Death and Rebirth, Flügel Girl Suffering

Broken wooden floors, old houses, dusty everywhere.

There are scattered glass jars on the shelves, perhaps because they have been put on hold for too long, it is difficult to see what is stored inside.

There was an unpleasant stale smell in the air, even a faint smell of blood.

This was what Jibril saw when she woke up again.

The girl sat on the chair in a trance, and it took a long while to sort out her thoughts.

Logically speaking, it is impossible for the Flügel to be shrouded in a state of "trance", but the god-species named "God of Disaster" took away all her extraordinary power in the dream, which made Jibry You have now become like a girl who is truly helpless.

Novelty experience.

"Is this the so-called 'game'... that god species made something amazing..."

The sense of touch, smell, hearing, and the sensitive senses that have been preserved tell Jibril that this is a world that really exists here.

Even if she knew that she was in a dream, she still couldn't dispel this reality.

This is something Artosh can never do.

Admiring the power of the God of Disaster in her heart, Jibril stood up from her chair and subconsciously wanted to spread her wings slightly.

but no.

The girl looked at the white wings that disappeared behind her, and fell into contemplation.

Was it cut off?

"No."

Rope's voice resounded in Jibril's mind.

"This is a dream, I not only deprived you of your power, but also made you unable to "fly".After all, if this game allows you to retain the ability to fly, it will become very boring... Don't worry, everything will come back to you after the dream returns to reality. "

Jibril sighed.

"Lord God of Disaster, if you want me to play your game, you should at least explain the rules of the game?"

"The rules are simple."

The gods said quite playfully.

"As long as you kill all the monsters you see, you can win. Of course, some monsters are too powerful for you now, and during the killing period, you will also gain some unique power to fill your vacancies."

The corners of Jibril's mouth twitched slightly.

Killing is what the Flügel has been doing.

Killing monsters, killing giants, killing dragons... The killing angels who hunt the head, the best thing in their lives is to bury their enemies.

The girl stroked her long hair and said confidently.

"Seal the spirit, the physical fitness, and the flight ability, these are indeed a bit tricky, but if you think that I will be embarrassed by some monsters, then I'm afraid you will be disappointed... "The weak defeat the strong", this is my The original purpose created by Artesus-sama. "

"I'll wait and see."

Rope's voice disappeared, and Jibril quickly sorted out her current situation.

Apart from what was said above, she could clearly feel the fragility of this body.

This also means that the attacks of those "monsters" who have never met, I am afraid that only two or three blows can completely kill her.

Although the god of disaster in the dream is unlikely to let her die, Jibril didn't want to try such a shameful result.